Eleventeen Come Clean
I don't know much about weather But I've gathered that its raining down This storm has been coming for some time now find high ground and wait it out Kill the thought of being someone a person who fits in with the crowd hope's not around I don't want to feel this way And I failed look at the mess I made Come clean and pay for normalcy I don't want to be like this Now I'm trying to find my way back find a track and hold my ground I've searched for joy in all these places found nothing but empty sound hope's not around Self destruction obsession get your self get your self out